The Aftermath Chronicles: A TMI FanFic

Part 21

Jace was stretched across Clary's bed, knocked out from a sleeping potion a Silent Brother had given him.

Clary sat in a rocking chair in the corner of the room, rocking back and forth.

His hand twitched slightly. What was he dreaming about?

The door to the room opened slowly.

Luke beckoned her out into the hall. 

Clary stood up carefully, making sure the rocking chair didn't fly back and hit the wall.

Luke shut the door behind her.

"Good news," Luke said. "Ragnor Fell has turned himself in."

"No way," Clary said. She could almost smile.

"He's in the Gard on trial right now."

"Why aren't you there?"

"This is a matter of the Clave not of Downworlders. They asked me to sit out," Luke said. "But I'll keep you updated if you want to stay--"

"I should get out," Clary said. "Get some air."

It was nearly nine in the morning. 

"Well, alright," Luke shrugged. "I'll sit in there and make sure he doesn't get into any trouble."

"The Silent Brothers said it'd be at least another eight hours," Clary said, heading down the stairs.

"I'd be on the lookout for Isabelle," Luke said. 

Clary nodded.

..........

"Ragnor Fell is going to be after you," Charlie warned. Isabelle stood waist-deep in the water. He was still on land.

"I'd like to see him try," Isabelle said. "What does he want with me anyways?"

"He wants you dead or on his team," Charlie said. "You're the only competition for the Labyrinth."

"Are you sure it's not my good looks?" Isabelle asked, turning around. Charlie had once been impressed by such looks.

"You're going to wake up now," he said.

Isabelle sat up in bed, heart racing.

The house was quiet.

She crawled out of bed, dressing in a white sundress. She wasn't ready for black yet.

Isabelle wasn't hungry so she skipped breakfast, wandering outside, stopping on the front porch.

Standing at the end of the lane was Clary, her red hair blazing.

"Isabelle?" she called.

Izzy stepped down from the porch, carefully.

Clary began walking towards her. They met halfway down.

"Hello," Isabelle said.

"Hey," Clary said. There was an awkward pause.

"So did you hear?" Clary asked.

"Hear what?" Isabelle asked.

"Ragnor Fell is in the Gard. He just turned himself in, I guess," Clary said.

"Ragnor Fell?" Isabelle asked, voice panicked.

"Uh, yes. Is everything alright?"

Isabelle started running down the street.

She had to get to the Gard. She had to warn someone. It was all a trap.

"Izzy!"

"It's a trap!" Isabelle shouted.